Cake & Bubbly

At the parentals’ anniversary celebration a few weeks ago, I got to indulge in one of my favorite (decadent) combos. That would be cake and champagne. It’s one of those things that make you realize how lucky you are to just, like, be alive and have senses; akin to a jacuzzi on a cold winter night or an epic 90 minute massage. While we’re talking about massage, if you’re wondering what to get me for Christmas…yeah, a spa massage. Thank you. It’s my crack.

So, mom requested the chef at our lodge make this cake for our dinner- The Pioneer Woman’s Italian Cream Cake. Diva! No, but seriously. Holy hell. This cake was legit in every way. I ate two generous slices! Just couldn’t get enough. I also drank a lot of glasses of this.

We were served a satisfactory Cremant de Bourgogne. But, if I had my druthers I would have put this (splurge) or this (steal) in my glass. There’s just something about sweet, moist cake and creamy, toasty bubbles. Makes me want to hug somebody.